No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 295



I knew Herschel and Jacqueline treated me like their own. But ever since I stumbled upon that contract, a nagging doubt crept in every time I faced them. I wanted to get the doubt out of my mind. I wanted to love them openly and accept their love without reservations.

Lord chuckled, "Like father, like daughter."

His words stopped me cold. He had just claimed he couldn't remember my father. He was lying to me.

Why?

I caught my breath, my fingers digging into my palm.

Then, Lord scoffed lightly, "Herschel mentions him every chance he gets. How could I forget a man I only met twice over a decade ago?"

My throat tightened. "Herschel talks about my dad... why?"

He walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the lush lawn. "What do

cards right.' I thought. I had no clue what Herschel might have

and joined Lord by the window. "Herschel was

respond, his gaze fixed

too, looked out at the

reminded me of the expansive plains my parents took me to. Even though we weren't wealthy, they ensured we traveled every year. They avoided big cities, finding no charm in concrete

beauty of nature.

vivid in my memory. The green lawn brought memories of the west grasslands, staying in a yurt, drinking sheep's milk,

always said he'd take me to see

lost any desire to travel. With the Wagner family, I declined whenever Herschet and Jacqueline planned a trip. Traveling had become the deepest scar in my heart,

of your dad, someone

holding my

dad's accident was foul play, I can't say, but it had nothing to do with Herschel," Lord cut straight to the chase, providing

Asking more could cast a shadow between